I contacted Easter Seals/Achievement Center this morning via email. It was about job rehabilitation and a day program for adults. I hope to get involved with both. Hopefully, they will have transportation to the day program in Opelika. I see the bus sitting outside my old neighbor's house most mornings. I am keeping my fingers crossed though. These programs are hard to get enrolled in and are funded by charity and charitable giving. As with anything, their resources are finite. I am praying very hard that they will help me and I can get involved. I am trying not to get excited so as not to be let down, but my highest hopes are on this program.
I like where someone suggested a group living home. I really need some kind of rehabilitation like that to help me with my days, but the funding for such a thing would be prohibitive. I do not like to admit it, but I realize I am truly mentally disabled these days. The "normal" day to day aspects of life have been escaping me. I need some kind of rehabilitation to teach me how to live healthily and successfully once again. My parents never taught me these all important aspects of life and most people take them for granted. My parents have kind of left me to fend for myself for the most part only coming to buy me groceries or to bring my medications leaving the more difficult aspects up to me such as preparing meals and such. What may seem simple to you is a major hurdle for me such as eating normally, bathing, social relationships, job skills, etc. lately. These skills only seem to get lost and more muddled the farther I try to go with them on my own these days. I need rehabilitation badly. I just need some help and there has to be help out there for people like me.
I am really lamenting the fact that I have grown so disabled. I used to be so strong and outgoing. I worked every day for years, but came home to drink myself into a stupor every night. Maybe the drinking was a bandaid that aided in me keeping it mentally together -- my medication for what ailed me. I no longer have that bandaid though, nor can I return to it due to my anxiety attacks brought on by it. There has just got to be some kind of solution for my problem or program to help me. I feel like I am floundering as it is. I have never been a very religious person, but I am praying earnestly this morning for help.
Please Welcome Back Pipe Tobacco...
I have reconciled and apologized to my friend Pipe Tobacco. Please be kind to him and dismiss my paranoid ramblings about him I wrote a few weeks ago. He has been a long time friend and only wants what is best for me and my efforts. I encourage him to comment again and hope you will be accommodating as well. Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.